The scene is set, we are on an ork infested planet, and we have been sent to rid this world of these vermin, we have been fighting for months and the green skins are finally starting to wittle down, suddenly an explotion rings out and sends you to the ground:
The rain runs down your face, the smell of burning oil and smoke filling your nostrils, you move your hand a feel the cold, claggy mud between your fingers.
you open your eyes and realise your body and face is being dotted black from the dirt in the rain, a voice calls to you " Get up we have a battle to win brother " its me looking down at you, your mind is still raceing from the shock of the blast that sent you down so easily.
i pick you up by the shoulder, " come on little brother, we cant be laying around all day while these faul green skin run a mockery of the place, now lets go cave some heads in" i pat your shoulder and we run forward, ready for battle, i let out a blood curdleing howl and we are off:
The Gaia Elite (under remodel)
Where Gaia's Elite Meet.
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